Dear Ms. Leading,

I regret to inform you I've fallen out of lust.
It must be so hard to understand.
Did you really think me a fool enough to play along?
And make believing everything you said was true
Push your pouting lips on other unsuspecting lovers

Love,
The Dear Hunter

8.09.2008

I constantly live in fear of the day when I wake up and can't laugh at myself anymore.

The moment where I lie in bed and say,

"Shit. I'm fucked."

Yea. I'd say that's what I'm most afraid of.

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